Weird Talker

Xu didn't speak for a while, but continued to move forward step by step.

Indeed, although he can speak, it does not mean that he can speak casually.

He had to focus more of his faith on the mask.

Zhong Xueran has long been determined to die, she doesn't think there is anything terrible about death, it's just... a bit regretful.

It's a pity that I've known Xu Yi for so long, and I barely saw another him at this time.

But when they saw Xu Yi's other side just now, they were about to die.

And... I'm a little sorry for Xu Yi's last desperate effort.

All of this, though, has no effect.

Dense mottled memories flashed through Zhong Xueran's mind.

In the past, she never wanted to think about those pictures.

Her origin, and the reasons for entering this game, are different from everyone else.

【Sanqingling】, 【Shanqingling】.

The former is a permanent item and the latter is a one-time item.

The function is exactly the same.

Although everyone is a little strange, they don't know why.

Only Zhong Xueran knows that... [Sanqingling] is a strange inheritance in the blood of the Zhong family.

And [Shan Qingling] is the constant cursed fate of the Zhong family.

She is different from everyone else, she will be sent into this game by her family, but she herself entered this game on her own initiative in advance.

Every descendant of the Zhong family will continue this fate.

The only difference is that the people in front of her left behind for the Zhong family before entering the world of ghost stories.

But this time, she didn't obey the marriage arranged by her mother, and escaped marriage in a conventional way, and fled into this terrifying world of ghost stories.

Is it necessary to pass on such a cursed bloodline?
Generation after generation, how many bones of ancestors have been buried...

Zhong Xueran didn't know...but she didn't want to let her descendants inherit such a fate.

She wants to completely cut off her own lineage.

Taoist family?To slay demons?
Ha... What a joke.

There is no Taoism in the human world, only the experience accumulated by countless blood. Some ghosts are indeed afraid of black dog blood, and some ghosts are indeed afraid of exuberant popularity, but these... are not enough to destroy them at all, at most they can only protect themselves.

Zhong Xueran, who was deep in thought, suddenly felt a tremor in the arm at the bend of his leg.

When she came back to her senses, the torrential rain was still falling, and Xu Yi... was still walking forward.

"Xu Yi, let me down."

Zhong Xueran said again.

This time, Xu Yi answered.

His voice was full of pain, as if it had been squeezed out of the cracks in his bones.

"Believe me……"

Those three simple words made Zhong Xueran's eyes freeze.

Does this man know what he is talking about?
The Nuo opera mask has only been used for about 1 minute. Although he walked out of the yard, it is simply impossible to get out of the old city!

but……

do not know why.

The three words he uttered with difficulty hit Zhong Xueran's heart directly, and even the sound of wind, rain and thunder was blurred in her ears, only those three words remained.

"Believe me."

Believe in him... What do you believe in him... Does he have a back hand?
Zhong Xueran subconsciously took out the phone, she blocked the rain with one hand, and swiped the screen with the other.

She didn't know anything, she didn't know what Xu Yi was going to do, and she didn't know what to do next.

But... Xu Yi hasn't given up yet.

Fucheng is very cold in winter, and it is even colder on this rainy night.

But at this moment, Zhong Xueran felt that he was surrounded by a scalding fire.

His terrifying will to survive and tenacious perseverance reached her heart directly through those three words!
She found the taxi app, made a call, and entered a high tip.

Soon, someone took the order.

I don't know if the driver was lucky or unlucky, but he received this order.

However, in this ghostly weather, he snatched up the money-adding order in the old city at the first time, and his survival pressure is not much different from that of the ghost talk world.

"All right."

Zhong Xueran glanced at the phone screen, and said to Xu Yi: "The driver will arrive in... 10 minutes."

10 minutes to the old town, which is already very fast for such a heavy rainy day.

But still not enough.

What kind of confidence did Xu Yi have to make me do this...

Zhong Xueran couldn't figure it out no matter what.

Even if he had other disposable props on him, it was impossible to use them again.

What else can he do?
In the heavy rain, the clothes of the two of them were already soaked, so Xu could set Zhong Xue down early in the morning, but now he couldn't do a single word or move other than mechanically hugging her and moving his feet. Arrived.

Zhong Xueran raised his head and looked at Xu Yi's face through the hazy rain curtain.

On that mask, the only thing that could be seen were his eyes.

But at this moment... Xu Yi's eyes had completely lost their luster.

What is he trying to do?
Zhong Xueran curled up quietly in his embrace, completely confused.

But she had a strange feeling.

From the day she was born, she had never experienced this feeling.

This is... completely protected, a sense of security.

Zhong Xueran stared at him blankly, then blinked hard suddenly, and looked away.

Fortunately, there are only dim street lights now, and fortunately it is raining heavily...

Xu Yi's pace was unhurried, one step after another.

And the safety time of this mask is less than 30 seconds.

What is he going to do after taking off the mask?
Zhong Xueran knew that Xu Yi would not be aimless, he must have a way.

Yes...he must have a way.

Unprecedented peace of mind surged from the bottom of my heart, even though there were still densely packed dead bodies behind me, even though I hadn't escaped the danger at all.

20 seconds.

Xu Yi's steps were still strong, stepping on the old stone road, splashing a large amount of water.

ten seconds.

Xu Yi hugged her, his waist straightened, like a precise machine, even if the time was approaching, he couldn't disturb his pace at all.

Nine……

Eight……

seven……

Every step he takes coincides with every second of the last safe time.

Zhong Xueran's expression gradually changed.

No... not right!
Xu Yihe...

five.

Xu Yi didn't stop at all.

Four.

He is still walking forward step by step.

three.

Zhong Xueran was struggling, and wanted to jump out of his embrace, but was held tightly in his arms, unable to struggle at all.

two.

Zhong Xueran finally understood what Xu Yi was going to do, and tears welled up in his eyes.

One.

"No!"

Zhong Xueran yelled mournfully.

At this moment, densely packed sharp black nails suddenly drilled out from the edge of the [Nuo Opera Mask] covering Xu Yi's face, and plunged into Xu Yi's face!

The dark red blood was washed by the rain and slowly flowed down, mixed with the underground sewage, and soon flowed into the dark place.

Zhong Xueran obviously felt Xu Yi's hand tighten, and his steps paused...

But the next moment, he continued to move forward and continued to walk forward.

Seeing the horror mask that was tightly clasped on Xu Yi's face, which had taken root, Zhong Xueran had already burst into tears.

It's just that the heavy rain made Xu Yi not have to see her tears again when he finally regained consciousness.

Zhong Xueran understood.

From the very beginning, Xu Yi never thought about taking off his mask.

This old road is very long, every second after 3 minutes, every step he takes, is walking towards his own death.

But... also sent Zhong Xueran to the direction of life.